Chapter 952: Jack's

Chapter 952: Jack's

When Jack returned to the office building of the Wanted Criminals Team on Long Island, Danny had already picked up Reacher and his men. The four of them looked fine except for being a little dusty, without even a scratch.

The killer was blown to pieces. Reacher and his men were originally monitoring outside the house, wanting to catch the man for interrogation after the two parties handed over the final payment.

But they didn't expect the other party to directly choose to kill him to silence him, and even used such an eye-catching method as explosion.

Danny hung up the phone and raised his hand to greet Jack, "The fire has been put out. The bomb disposal team found the remains of a tripwire-type IED device at the scene, with only a broken charred body."

"Hiring a killer in Swan's name and then using such an eye-catching method to silence him is a perfect means of framing. As long as the police find out Swan's military experience afterwards, they will undoubtedly determine that he is the murderer."

Negley rolled his eyes as he spoke, as if he was still annoyed by his previous misjudgment and doubting the thoughts of his former teammates.

"But we have no clues now. Is there any good news from the FBI?" Dixon was opening the refrigerator to find something to eat, but because Jack's inventory was too rich and many of the things she had never seen before, she was a little confused.

Jack came forward and took two salted duck eggs and smashed them on the table, indicating that Reacher, who was chewing bread, could eat with them, and then took out a food box and took out a mango and a few strawberries.

He first talked about the strange email exchanges between Swan and Marlo Burns, and several special investigators immediately showed unspeakable expressions on their faces.

"Swan hates Jimi Hendrix very much, including any songs with electric guitar as the main melody." O'Donnell's eyebrows almost flew to the top of his head.

Dixon was watching Jack working on the countertop with curiosity, and nodded when he heard it. "Swan likes to play guitar, but he never plays songs by Skinner, Led Zeppelin, Hendrix, or The Who. This is his principle."

"Although the FBI is not aware of this, our smart analysts still found the hidden code and linked it to the 'Little Wings Project'."

Jack peeled and cut the mango skillfully, cut the washed strawberries in half, poured in milk and osmanthus honey, then opened the lunch box and cut the black jelly-like stuff into small cubes and added them in. Finally, he handed a bowl to Dixon and Negley respectively.

"Unfortunately, we are a step late. Marlo Burns and her daughter are currently missing, but the good news is that they should have fled on their own initiative instead of being kidnapped or silenced like the others.

However, the memorandum clearly stated that Senator Malcolm Lavoie guaranteed that the "Little Wings Project" would pass the congressional vote.

I still remember the original words, he said, "He firmly believes that this project is extremely important and will do his best to help us."

Dixon scooped a spoonful and tasted it carefully, frowning and thinking, "In this case, unless we find Marlo Burns, if we want to know the details of the "Little Wings Project", we can only go to that senator?"

"Federal senators are not so easy to approach." After Negley finished speaking, her attention was attracted by the "fruit salad" handed to her by Jack, and she curiously studied the black jelly in the bowl that contrasted sharply with the white milk.

"Why are these jellies black?"

"This is Guilinggao, a Chinese medicine that can improve women's physique, make the skin more delicate and reduce wrinkles." Without waiting for Jack to speak, Danny took the initiative to help explain, this thing is now his wife's favorite.

Authentic tortoise jelly needs to be boiled with the shell of the hawksbill turtle. This cold-water turtle that lives in China and Southeast Asia is not produced in North America, but there is another distant cousin that is similar to it in appearance and ferocious habits, but in fact it is not related at all in classification - the alligator turtle.

Jack just came back from France some time ago. Under Danny's deception, he spent $765 to get a lifetime fishing and hunting combination license in New York State, intending to improve his fishing skills.

In most cases, sea fishing in New York State does not cost money, just go and register, but it is more troublesome to fish for freshwater fish. Jack simply applied for a combination license to save the trouble of getting a license when he wants to hunt one day.

Unexpectedly, Danny is also a rookie. The two of them spent a day in Hempstead Lake on Long Island, but they didn't even catch the most common sunfish. When they were going back in disappointment, they found a big guy in the grass by the lake.

Alligator turtles are native to America and are roughly divided into two categories, the big alligator turtle and the small alligator turtle, also known as the true alligator turtle and the pseudo alligator turtle. The former is a protected animal in the United States. With the reduction of its habitat, it is endangered. Adult individuals are said to be over 100 pounds and are very rare in the wild.

Although the name of the small alligator turtle is preceded by a small word, it is also considered a big one among freshwater turtles, and its weight can easily exceed 20 pounds.

In addition to the size, the biggest difference between the two is the spines on the carapace. The true alligator turtle looks ferocious, and the three spines on its back are sharp and protruding, a bit like a triceratops.

In addition to the ugly head of the pseudo alligator turtle, the shape of the turtle back is not protruding. Jack and Danny found such a pseudo alligator turtle weighing more than ten pounds.

This thing was considered an invasive species in Jack's previous life. The official recommendation was to eat it directly after catching it. It was not taken seriously in the United States. The origin of this pseudo alligator turtle is far away in Florida. The reason why it appeared here is probably that it ran away after being raised artificially.

Although the alligator snapping turtle looks fierce, it tastes quite good. The key is that it is large and can easily grow to more than ten pounds. It is suitable for braising with pig feet and chicken feet. It is full of gelatin.

After eating, Jack thought that such a big turtle shell should not be wasted, so he went to Chinatown to buy more than 20 kinds of Chinese medicine and made a big pot of turtle jelly for his sisters.

Although it feels a bit strange to eat turtle jelly in autumn, when they heard that this thing can improve skin quality, not only Hannah and Jiejie liked this "black jelly" that tasted a bit bitter, but Danny also got a big box home to coax his wife to play.

After listening to Jack's introduction, the two women's faces, which were originally a little disgusted by the slightly bitter taste of "black jelly", disappeared instantly, and they tasted it with relish.

"Malcolm Lavoie, Washington's "paper bag", roo roo, it seems that "New Age Technology" has spent a lot of effort on this project." O'Donnell showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Have you heard of this congressman?" Jack couldn't help but be curious. Although he knew that these special investigators basically worked in their old jobs after retiring, they should have little intersection with politics.

Even he, the FBI, didn't know much about those congressional gentlemen. He heard the name Malcolm Lavoie from Zoe before. This bastard senator who occupied one of the two seats in California became his "rival in love" inexplicably. (Chapter 927)

"As long as there is enough interest, even Satan can be described as a saint by him. This senator is notorious in Washington, and his political views and opinions have always changed with the wind."

O'Donnell touched the back of his head quite complacently, with a proud look of waiting for you to ask me before I reveal more inside information.

At this time, Reacher, who seemed to be concentrating on eating bread, wiped the salted egg yolk from the corner of his mouth, licked his fingers with satisfaction, and said thoughtfully.

"So this Lavoie is the mouthpiece of New Age Technology in Congress. If he received bribes from it, he probably wouldn't want to be associated with terrorism. This may be something we can use."

Nigley rolled his eyes, "It's still the same problem. Even if Jack comes forward as an FBI agent, it's hard for him to talk to a senator. If you let your brother or his DHS partner ask him, do you think he will confess everything or try his best to deny it?"

Seeing that these guys ignored his "expert" and started chatting with themselves, O'Donnell couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Although he knew they did it on purpose, he still took the initiative to move forward.

"We don't need to look for him. These politicians never know what they voted for, let alone read a thousand-page bill in person. After receiving the money, they just need to know whether they voted for or against.

But the legislative directors who work for them are different. They are the ones who will really study those bills, and they are our target. It's not easy to approach them without bodyguards."

"What's the difference?" Negley glanced at him, "Why would such people be willing to tell us? As lackeys of congressmen, their interests are the same as those of congressmen."

"This is my professional field. I have a way to control the situation and make them reveal everything they know." O'Donnell looked complacent.

Negley looked at him with a half-smile, "It sounds like your private detective work seems to have allowed you to have a lot of dealings with the upper echelons of Washington. Is there anything you want to share with us?"

O'Donnell's expression froze, and his original complacency gradually turned into an indescribable feeling, "Well, let's put it this way, there are many powerful people in Washington DC, haha, but as we all know, the more powerful people there are, the more secrets they have to hide.

Most of these little secrets do not violate the law, or only slightly violate the law, but it is very shameful, and my job is to ensure that their little secrets are not exposed."

"So what you are doing is using privacy to blackmail people." Reacher spread his hands and got to the essence.

"I am motivating them and urging them not to make mistakes again." O'Donnell argued with a guilty conscience.

Dixon covered his face to hide his laughter, "That sounds a bit immoral, O'Donnell."

With the strengthening of his self-psychological construction, O'Donnell's sophistry became less guilty, "That's because you haven't seen those dirty little secrets. Believe me, compared with those upper-class people, my character is comparable to that of a saint.

Besides, I have two children to raise. Do you know how expensive private schools are? I just put the facts in front of them and let them choose for themselves."

Reacher shook his head speechlessly, "O'Donnell, I always thought that the cause of your death was being stabbed to pieces by an angry ex-girlfriend, but I didn't expect that you would also give up the entire forest.

Anyway, I'm very happy to see that you bravely took on the responsibility of taking care of a family. Such a change is not easy."

"Everyone is changing, right?" O'Donnell was a little embarrassed, "Just like I always thought you would live in seclusion in a small place where no one would disturb you, own a small house of your own, and then..."

". Raise five or six dogs to accompany you." The other two special investigators said in unison, and then everyone smiled at each other.

"OK, give me ten minutes to make a few calls, and I'll find out the name and details of the legislative director who works for Congressman Lavoie." O'Donnell picked up his cell phone and prepared to make a call.

"Daniel Boyd, the name you want, and his information." Jack, who was frying steak for everyone in the kitchen, suddenly called him and shook his phone screen that was splashed with oil.

When they were digressing, Jack sent a message to Zoe to inquire about his "rival in love".

Soon several documents were sent over, not only from Malcolm Lavoie himself, but also from several of his staff, including the legislative director mentioned by O'Donnell.

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The lunch of steak and noodles was a bit out of place, and even the time was not appropriate. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and it was time for afternoon tea, but a group of people were looking at the computer screen and slurping noodles.

"This guy looks like a spoiled idiot. He may have never lifted anything heavier than a bottle in his life, right?"

O'Donnell clumsily ate the chicken noodle soup that Jack ordered with chopsticks, and drank the noodle soup with relish. Then he wiped his mouth and commented on the Daniel Boyd in the information very venomously.

"He entered the University of Virginia and Georgetown Law School with C+ grades. He was a complete party boy and fraternity scum in his student days. He is a loser who got to his current position entirely because of his parents' relationship.

He had two revoked drunk driving records. He was caught by a female police officer in his second year of law school. The charges also mysteriously disappeared. He still practiced law smoothly with a GPA of 2.3 and successfully entered a large law firm.

This is the kind of person who is now responsible for drafting bills that determine the fate of us civilians, and lets his boss vote according to the needs of the lobbyists who offer the highest price and are most willing to please them.

Now I understand how the people of Massachusetts lost their mothers overnight."

O'Donnell was talking about a new law in Massachusetts that requires that the word "mother" be replaced by "birther" on the birth certificate of newborns.

In fact, future Massachusetts newborns will not only lose their mothers but also their fathers, because the word "father" has been replaced by "other" (other parent).

Of course, with the current trend in the United States, I believe that the locals will not care much about the fact that they don't have a father.

"So how do you plan to use your tricks to motivate the upper class?" Reacher teased.

O'Donnell looked at Dixon and Negley slyly, "How long has it been since you two wore sexy dresses?"